They said:
December sky is dark and bleary
Solitary morning light
Little boy cries for his bottle
Could be the daytime, could be..

Night as when she met her lover
Slip in through the bedroom door
She believed his tender whisper
"I will give you everything
Plastic money and a ring"

There stands an angel by her side

He's the cutest little bastard
Never even saw his dad
Spitting image of his mother
She thanks God for..

Nothing more than pain and sorrow
Nothing more than helplessness
Dread the coming of tomorrow
People bang upon the door
A body lies upon the floor

There stands an angel by her side (there stands an angel by her side)
There stands an angel by her side

The people bang upon the door
A body lies upon the floor

There stands an angel by her side (there stands an angel by her side)
There stands an angel by her side...

Oh, what a waste of precious life
Oh, what a waste of precious life
What a waste, what a waste, what a waste of precious life
What a waste, what a waste, what a waste of precious life